"A small pool of blood can't stop my murderous intent towards you. Xuantian grinned, held the small yellow seal, and came to the side of the blood pool.

Although the Demon Tuo was defeated and fled back to the pool of blood, Xuantian was still angry. At this moment, he really wanted to control the little yellow seal and smashed it towards the pool of blood.

However, for the sake of prudence, he decided to take a look at the situation at the bottom of the pool of blood and make a decision.

Xuantian's eyes widened, and a terrifying light shot out of his two pupils, like two Optimus Primes appearing and rushing into a pool of blood.

"Damn bald, it's amazing! The dwelling is so dangerous that it seems that I have to let him go. ”

Xuantian looked at the bottom of the blood pool and couldn't help but be surprised. Under the three-thousand-meter-deep pool of blood, there is actually a palace, and there are eighty-eight bronze statues guarding it, as if it is a large array.

Apparently, the Modor was in that palace. But in order to kill him, you must first break through the eighty-eight bronze men.

"There is danger, I feel that the emperor will be skinned if he goes down. Xuantian judged, feeling the dangerous aura coming from the eighty-eight bronze men below, he decided to give up and go to other places.

Two hours later, he met a new opponent again.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in sackcloth, with black hair falling down, blocking his face. The blood-red sunlight fell, and through the gaps between the strands of hair, you could see a pair of bright pupils, which seemed to condense a world and changed in myriad ways.

"The Eastern Earth Continent, a peerless master three thousand years ago. Xuantian glanced at the strange stone and gasped.

This middle-aged man was dressed in sackcloth and looked ordinary, but he was a peerless powerhouse three thousand years ago.

In that era, the emperor was the top powerhouse in the world. This peerless master once crisscrossed the Eastern Earth Continent and was called the 'Martial Emperor'.

"Can I beat him?" Xuantian said, a little drumming in his heart, it was the first time he had felt this way.

"No one knows the result without trying. Even me, I can't give you an answer. This peerless powerhouse of the past spoke, his tone full of vicissitudes.

"Well, let's fight with you and let me know how powerful the peerless master of three thousand years ago is. Xuantian shouted and rushed straight to the opponent.

This time, he chose the simplest and most direct physical attack, using his fist as a weapon, burning with anger, and fiercely punched the peerless master on the opposite side, like a golden meteor crossing the earth.

The peerless powerhouse raised his head and glanced at Xuantian, and at this moment he also raised his fist to meet it.

"Boom!"

The terrifying force shook the earth violently, and an astonishing roar erupted.

At the same time, there was a crisp sound of bones, like a round of fairy sounds, drowning out the roar.

"I am worthy of being a peerless master three thousand years ago, and my body alone is not something I can be beautiful. Xuantian admired, glanced at his fist, and suddenly a shocking crack had appeared, with dense blood beads.

Yes, the first collision, he was defeated.

"I advise you to back down and challenge me when you are stronger. The man in sackcloth spoke, and the words in his mouth were domineering.

"Dreaming. I came to this purgatory land just to exercise myself, why should I retreat when I meet a strong man like you, I should be excited. Xuantian sneered, refused to retreat, and attacked forward again.

"Well, I'll just kill you. The man in sackcloth spoke, his voice cold, and he attacked fiercely.

The two fought each other, swallowing mountains and rivers, and the terrifying power came out from time to time.

After only one stick of incense, Xuantian's body began to shatter, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"It's okay, I can regenerate flesh and blood, don't underestimate me. Xuantian said, reorganizing his body in a roar, and then attacking forward again.

"Don't you know your gap?" the Mai man frowned, and the strength in his hand increased again.

Soon after, Xuantian was beaten to pieces, and only one head was left floating in the air.

"Flesh and blood regeneration!"

Xuantian drank vigorously, reorganized his body again, and then fought against this peerless master from three thousand years ago.

However, the gap is too great. One is an emperor, the other is a half-king, and the distance between them can be described as a chasm.

In just one hour, in Xuantian's eyes, it was so long, and he was shattered three times. Eventually had to retreat.

He knew that it was impossible for this realm to win against this Mai man. The other party is an emperor, not something that he can challenge now.

Even, Xuantian could feel that the other party had been extrajudicial in the battle, and it was useless to him. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't take him an hour to kill.

"I'm not going to give up, and I'll be fighting you again in the near future. Before leaving, Xuantian left such a sentence.

Looking at Xuantian's distant back, this peerless master three thousand years ago was silent, and only said quietly for a long time, saying: "This attachment is like me back then, crazy for power." ”

......

Xuantian walked on the blood-red earth, and his figure was a wolf, and he was already seriously injured.

"It is worthy of being a peerless master three thousand years ago, if such a strong person goes outside because of the catastrophe, how good would it be?" Xuantian muttered, still unable to forget the battle just now.

However, at this moment, a voice full of evil sounded behind him.

"Young man, your blood is full of tempting taste, why don't you obediently come to my mouth and let this seat taste it. ”

Xuantian was taken aback when he heard this. It's just a wave of unsettled, and the second wave is rising.

Before Xuantian's injuries had recovered, he encountered a three-headed demon dragon - Kotra in this area.

"This guy is the mount of the immortal in the past, and he has the strength of the peak of the king. Xuantian changed color, turned around and ran.

He didn't expect that the land of purgatory would be filled with so many crises, and it would not give people a chance to breathe.

"Stinky boy, you can't run away. Obediently bring it to my mouth and let me chew your flesh and bones. Kotra laughed, madly pursuing.

Xuantian ran, feeling that this world is so evil. As the three-headed demon dragon said, his condition was very bad, and it seemed that he really couldn't escape, and he almost fell into the dragon's mouth several times.

"Damn, I fought with you, even if there are terrible consequences, I don't care. Xuantian grinned and was cornered.

At the most critical moment, he took out two treasures, a golden Buddhist Zen staff in his left hand, and a small black iron in his right hand.

The two treasures were activated at the same time, and then he approached each other.

"Boom!"

As expected, after Xiao Heitie met the Buddha's light, it exploded. The original nail-sized body suddenly turned into a round of pitch-black sun, and a faint black light emitted, enveloping the land for thousands of miles.

"What is this? I'm afraid it's an ancient legacy...... "Cortra was taken aback, turned and fled, slipping faster than anything else.

"I could have run away a long time ago, and I can't control this thing. Xuantian cursed and wanted to recall Xiao Heitie, but found that this thing did not listen to him again.

And, even he himself was in danger. The blazing sun turned by the little black iron actually came straight towards him, and the magic power was mighty, enveloping his body.

"Damn, I knew there was going to be big trouble. However, the culprit should be this thing. Xuantian's body trembled, and then he threw away the Buddhist Zen staff in his hand and threw it far away.

Sure enough, as if he had smelled the prey, Xiao Heitie immediately turned around and rushed towards the golden Zen staff.

A big battle broke out between the two artifacts, and the terrifying aura spread thousands of miles away.

In the process, several strong men were attracted by the battle and appeared near here.

There is Seraphim, Decker, a powerful man from 10,000 years ago, known as the first warrior under a god, with a great reputation.

There is also a zombie two thousand years ago, known as the first corpse king of the Eastern Soil, who has been dead for thousands of years, and later practiced the Tao, even some powerful kings, when they see this corpse, they have to avoid three points.

In addition, there is also a pitch-black arm, which is the remains of a strong man in the past, but it has the strength of a king, and it is terrifying.

......

In the end, these strong men disappeared and did not stay for too long, and they were all shocked by the blazing sun turned by the little black iron.

And the battle between the two artifacts naturally ended with Xiao Heitie winning. The golden staff was beaten into a pile of scrap metal, and it was useless.

"If you break the Zen staff of the Buddha, you are willing to settle down. Xuantian grinned, looking at the slowly calm little black iron, he still had some hesitation, afraid that this treasure would go crazy again.

Fortunately, after Xiao Heitie won the victory, he seemed to calm down, and with a sound of "whoa!" fell on the ground.

Xuantian stepped forward and carefully put away the little black iron. Then he found a quiet place to recuperate from his injuries.

The red earth is vast and vast, boundless.

This is a place of purgatory, full of dangers and objects of trial.

After Xuantian recovered from his injuries, he roamed the area again, looking for all kinds of opponents and training.

In these days, he has met emperors and powerful kings, and he has been wounded several times and is on the verge of death.

Fortunately, in the end, all the dangers were turned into a disaster, and he escaped the crises again and again with the escape skills taught by the bad old man back then.

Two months later, on a piece of flat land, an earth-shattering force suddenly erupted, rushing straight into the sky.

Nearby, many strong people felt it, and then they were taken aback.

Obviously, this is a harbinger of the promotion of the king, and all the strong people at this level can perceive this fluctuation.

"Could it be the experienced kid who came in recently?" said a golden dragon, a hint of surprise on his face.

It had encountered Xuantian, and in one of the big battles, it was finally defeated by Xuantian in the event of a small victory.

"If it was this boy, it would be too surprising, you know, this young man was only half a king at that time. The golden dragon muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth twitching.

At that time, the realm of the half-king had already caused headaches for other kings. Now, if this human race becomes the realm of kings, what will it be?